#angsty poem

[flum3n]

There are things I bury deep within myself

where no one else will find them.

For privacy purposes, this is perfect -

for tenderness, nothing short of an autopsy

will dig them out.

The blade is a bother, the blood rises in embarrassment

all the tumours are benign

and I don't want to turn this casual hangout into open heart surgery.

The someone I sold the people in my life

wasn't so gummed up inside.

She was smooth, and easy to swallow.

She was finished: I mutate deeper and deeper every day.

[annoyinghyperandtired]

Nature of an outcast

July 18th 2024

Oh Nyctophile, has your crumbled soul disposed of your wit?

Or is your opus reached through wisdom only strouted by anguish?

An eternal wonder to comprehend the mind of such misfit

Is it the quill of a laureate that you wield? Or the broken pencil of a drunk?

Is your spirit one of a philosopher? A misunderstood erudite ?

Or is it simply the product of madness? The babblings of a lunatic?

For your words have no rhymes and no purpose

You hold no regards for well established rules,

Your verses follow no rhythm and no structure

And forevermore you write, and write your endless gibberish, with the fervor of troubadour

So tell me self, is it the doggerel of a lyricist or a maniac's diary that you've entertained?

—AD

[mistahjs-jester]

I Long For Peace:

Singing, is my soul

Of a day

Longer- whole...

As I desire

That which is

Out of reach

Candles are burning

And fire is

Lost

But when will

You realize-

The absolute cost-

Of doing

This daily-

Of holding this pain?

I cannot absorb

Anymore-

I abstain

I'm trying to

Linger

In places more sound

But all of

This turmoil

Has turned me around

[thejottingpen]

Felt like posting something angsty in this lovely month. Check out my new poem She Knew Not.

[and-corn]

[mellosdrawings]

Content warning, please mind the tags.

"I would've given them to you if I only knew."

"I can't tell what I want anymore."

"Your wings don't fit on my back."

"Their weight is dragging me down."

"I've given you my pain yet I feel no joy."

"I've stolen your joy yet I feel only pain."

"What do I have to do to make it ll stop?"

"I can't tell what I want anymore."

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[bodega-catto]

If you die,

I die.

But if I die,

eat properly,

get enough sleep.

Meet new people.

Live a happy life.

And when you think of me occasionally,

Remember that I will love you,

for eternity.

Via~ fluffy_floppy_friday (on Tiktok)

[pencap]

1. Capture a man. Hold him. Hold him. Hold him. Hold him. Hold him. One day he forgets his own name.

2. Leave no body to be found. Fill an empty grave with dirt. Let the world forget on its own.

3. Give him a name. Give him twenty. Tell him a new history. Teach him a new language. Teach him five. Give him a mission.

Let him go.

4. Take him back. Let him go. Take him back. Let him go. Take him back. Let him go.

He comes back on his own feet.

5. Give him blood and steel and pain until his muscles forget the difference between bone and iron and his skin craves the kiss of leather straps like it craves the touch of gentle fingers.

Drain his veins dry and empty and fill his heart with something new and let the poison spill like lifeblood.

6. Give him pain. Take it away. Bring it back. Take it away. Bring it back. Bring it back.

7. Give him a new name. Give him a new past. Destroy it all.

8. Tear him away from everything he knows. Let him watch his world collapse. Let him see his name wither away. Let him strangle hope with his hands.

9. Make him beg for mercy for respite for death.

10. Deny him.

- how to break a man by sylvie (j.p.)

[aayakashii]

Oh... MC justifying why she would prefer to die in Rui's arms instead of just being killed off once she turned into an anomaly...

[blazingdracy]

so uh i was just casually showering when this short poem about shadowpeach randomly came into my head and caught me offguard

[balladofthe101st]

(c) dvoyd

[loafofbreadd]

you were born to fly

yet I was damned to burn

[kiisuuumii]

@kiisuuumii (sacrifice)

[hischierlovebot]

Wyatt Johnston and Gallium, for the NHL periodic table poems

[rockonfreakybro69]

All I wanted was for somebody to love me. To me they were, are, everything. I still look at them like they hung the sun in the sky. Though now my glasses are a bit less rise tinted. It’s hard when I know now that they were never supposed to be mine and me theirs, but I still want them desperately. I think they called me pretty five times maximum while we were dating, kissed me less. I wanted I wanted work song, from eden, linger by the cranberries or anyone else but you by the moldy peaches. I ended up with something closer to cherry wine.

[justalittlelilac]

See, you guys don't understand. I was an older teenager during the timeline of OLNF. A year older than Baxter (the same age as Elizabeth in OLBA I think??? this dates me but oh well). If I don't see one reference to a certain blogging platform for angsty content and an indie grunge aesthetic with pastel hair option in Step 2/3, I will riot.